One Size Does Not Fit All Happy 2022 to all you catheads A few years ago, the human tried to get Boris a new tie and nearly squealed when a red glittery bowtie caught my attention from across the store. Bonus, it was on sale for 50 cents. …

Rummage Ramblings Recollections Last weekend was a period of frugal consumerism for me. Perhaps it was my parent’s enthusiasm or my own need to live like the proverbial Jones’ by owning their stuff, but somehow I found myself entrenched in the world of thrift stores, garage sales, yard sales, estate…

My Black Friday will begin like that of many other humans. The alarm will go off at 4 a.m. urging me to drag my mashed potato and gravy filled body from the comfort of my bed. The difference is that my clock is a cat. Boris, AKA King Destructive, begins…